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Allure Of The Night

[Mature Content] The body of a mermaid is a vault of treasures. Their tears formed the most splendid of pearls, their exquisite blood a euphoric drug for vampires, their luscious hair woven into the finest of silk, and their tender meat sought after by werewolves more than Heaven’s ambrosia. The creatures of night mingled within human society, fleeced in the wool of aristocracy, veiled in their portrayed innocence and nobility, their savagery continued to predate on the weak and powerless. Genevieve Barlow, Eve for short, was an exceptionally strange young lady. She had an alluring and beguiling nature, where for her twenty-four year old self had barely changed in appearance since her eighteenth birthday. She had fooled the administration and had gotten a degree so that she could have a better life. Most odd of all was that Eve had a secret she shared with no one. She enters the house of Moriarty, not just to earn but also to find answers on what happened to her mother nearly two decades ago. Unfortunately, things do not always proceed as one planned. Despite her cautious nature and desire to stay out of sight, a cold pair of eyes falls on her, that soon refuses to leave her out of sight.

ash_knight17 · Fantaisie
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Someone sows, Someone reaps

The small vampiress's mouth was parted, letting one see the missing fangs with blood dripping from her mouth. She scrambled away, crawling towards the wall until her back touched it. 

Slow laughter came from the woman that started to fill the room. She enjoyed what she had done and leered, 'An eye for an eye. How does it feel that the little girl has no fangs anymore?'

Vincent didn't loosen his hold on the governess's neck and questioned, 'Why did you do it?'

It was because from what he knew, the governess had been treated fairly like the other servants in the mansion. 

'Wouldn't you want to know? Now your family will know what it means to look down at people just because you people—t-think you can—'